I'm looking for the lyrics to a song I remember being sung in church whin I was a child. I think it's called I'll be Waiting by the River for You. I believe it begins with

If I had to make the crossing over Jordan deep and wide
and to leave you in this life I promise you
That when life on earth is over and you've come to cross the tide
I'll be waiting at by the river for you.

1.] If I have to make the crossing of the Jordan deep and wide and you linger in this life I promise you when your life on earth is over and you've come to cross the tide I'll be waiting at the river for you.

Chorus.] No more heartaches, no more sorrows, no tears to dim the eyes I could never say goodbye again to you hand in hand we'll walk together walking Heaven's avenue I'll be waiting at the river for you.

2.] Just beyond that shining river there's a land of pure delight where someday I'll start a life again anew there a mansion built by Jesus where no one will ever die I'll be waiting at the river for you.

I've also heard a third verse to Waiting At the River goes like this Oh I see Mother standing waving and Daddy waving too Outside their mansion on Heavens shore Oh I'm so happy I've found Jesus and I'm telling you We'll be waiting at the river for you!

I believe my steps are growing wearier each day,
Still I have a journey on my mind;
The wars of this old world has ceased to make me want to stay,
But my one regret is leaving you behind.

If it proves to be God's will that I am first to go,
And somehow I've a feeling it will be;
When it comes your time to travel, likewise, don't prolong,
For I will be there waiting, don't you see.

I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan,
I'll be waiting, drawing pictures in the sand;
And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout,
And come running through the shallow waters, reaching for your hand.

Through this life we've labored hard to earn our meager fare,
It brought us trembling hands and failing eyes;
I'll just rest there on the shore and wait for that glad day,
Until you join me there in paradise.

I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan,
I'll be waiting, drawing pictures in the sand;
And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout,
And come running through the shallow waters, reaching for your hand.

I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan,
I'll be waiting, drawing pictures in the sand;
And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout,
And come running through the shallow waters, reaching for your hand.